Why is there so much p**n on hotel TVs? I’d already rubbed down everything from the remote to the door handles with disinfecting wipes, but the overabundance of X-rated material leaves me feeling like the room still isn’t clean. Sure, I’ve tried to watch that stuff once or twice, tried to get into it, but it’s only ever made me uncomfortable. Is it like the mini-bar, where they try to bait you with overly-expensive things they think you can’t resist? And who’s falling for it often enough for them to make a profit? My only hope is that by the time I reach my fat and balding fifties, I won’t have become desperate enough to keep channels like these in business. I flip through the TV guide for something a bit more enriching as I chew through reheated pancakes, courtesy of this morning’s breakf
